Zhao Zhijing rode on the road of Zhongnan Mountain, there was a layer of white snow piled up on the road, looking at the trees on the side of the road that had no leaves and only bare branches, and left his home in this world "Zhongnan Quanzhen Sect" It's almost a year, when I left, it was almost a month after the Spring Festival, at that time Zhongnan Mountain was already a little bit of tender green color, the trees on the mountain had already emerged tender green leaves, and the trees at this time were only a little snow on the branches, without the vitality of the past, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but sigh the ruthlessness of time, and it had passed rapidly unconsciously.

Soon after walking on Zhongnan Mountain, there is no spacious road, only a stone step about four feet wide, at this time can not ride Xiao Hei forward, Zhao Zhijing walked in front, Xiao Hei did not have anything in his body to follow behind the owner of this somewhat second goods, the two walked to the front of the Chongyang Palace Hall of the Quanzhen Sect step by step, only to see that Chongyang Palace is a good faction of the current Taoist ancestral court, and the halls that seem to be simple but have charm are located on this Zhongnan Mountain. There are gurgling waters, white cranes flying, and elk strolling a good Taoist holy land. Let Xiao Hei roam at will like all kinds of beasts in the mountains and forests, but it also warned it not to be too naughty and destroy this immortal realm. Immediately tidied up his clothes, stretched out his hand to straighten the crown on his head, went to the stream to pick up water to wash his dusty face, and then strode into the Chongyang Palace.

Approaching the New Year, most of the disciples who went down the mountain to experience training have returned, and naturally the seven sons of Quanzhen, who are the masters, are also on this Zhongnan Mountain at this time, Zhao Zhijing walked quickly into the main hall, and the seven futons in the main hall are sitting on the middle-aged Taoist priests wearing dark blue robes, which are naturally the seven sons of Quanzhen. Zhao Zhijing walked in front of Wang Chuyi, and then knelt down and said: "Master, the disciple has come back from the mountain experience" and then kowtowed to Wang Chuyi three times, Wang Chuyi treated him as if he was his own child, when he first came to this world, if it wasn't for Wang Chuyi's care, he might have no Zhao Zhijing now. Zhao Zhijing respects this middle-aged Taoist priest who treats him as generously as a father in his heart. After standing up, he saluted the remaining Quanzhen six sons one by one, "Boy Zhao Zhijing, I have given you a salute to my uncles and uncles."

When he returned to his residence, Xiao Hei followed behind Zhao Zhijing, at this time Zhao Zhijing stopped and glanced back a few times, and then said: "I haven't come out yet, I'm almost at the door, I'll go in if I don't come out, I'll go in after I close the door!" Senior brother, senior brother, will I eat you, since I saw that I have returned to the mountain, why didn't you come to me directly, why did you sneak around like this" It turns out that this young Taoist priest is Yin Zhiping, the third-generation disciple with the best relationship with Zhao Zhijing in Zhongnan Mountain. Immediately walked into Zhao Zhijing's courtyard together, Xiao Hei casually walked a few steps in the garden, and found a place without snow to sleep. In the room, Zhao Zhijing looked at the young man in front of him, who was much more mature than before the mountain, and asked, "After going down the mountain this time, I went to practice alone, how are you, you didn't encounter any danger at the bottom of the mountain! ”

Yin Zhiping looked at Zhao Zhijing with some confusion, and finally said to Zhao Zhijing as if he had made up his mind: "This time, the master asked me to go down the mountain to Beijing, the capital of China, to see a junior brother of my Yang Kang, but after I went, I learned that Yang Kang's name is Wan Yankang, and he is the only son of the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom, so he is naturally the little prince of the Jin Kingdom." I don't understand why my Quanzhen Sect has always insisted on fighting against the Jin Kingdom and maintaining the safety of the people of the Great Song Dynasty since the founding of the Chongyang Patriarch, so why the master would accept a little prince of the Jin Kingdom as a disciple. Zhao Zhijing looked at this frowning, a little tangled junior brother felt a little funny, and then said to Yin Zhiping: "Do you believe in your master's personality" Yin Zhiping blushed and said quickly: "Naturally believe that the master is a big hero who punishes the evil and evil" Zhao Zhijing smiled and said: "Isn't this over, Uncle Shi is a big hero, there must be some reason why he accepts a little prince of the Kingdom of Jin as a disciple, as long as you believe in Uncle Shi's personality" Yin Zhiping, who looked at his brows slightly stretched, asked with a smile: "What kind of person is that junior brother named Yan Kang, and how old is he?" Yin Zhiping looked at the senior brother with a hippie smile in front of him and said with a smile: "I won't comment on what kind of person this junior brother is, but he is about the same age as me, I think he is about fifteen years old!"

Soon after finishing speaking, Zhao Zhijing sent Yin Zhiping out of his courtyard, Yin Zhiping, who went out, did not see his senior brother's eyes flashing with a gleam of Taoism, Zhao Zhijing secretly thought in his heart: "Is Wanyankang fifteen years old, naturally Guo Jing, who is still in the grassland and trained by his seven teachers, is naturally also fifteen years old, eighteen-year-old Lin'an competition, there are still three years, I still have three years to prepare, and there are three years to meet a really wonderful world" Slightly opened his lips and said: "Three years, I'm looking forward to it!" What is the difference between this world and me?" It's just that Zhao Zhijing didn't know at this time that the seven monsters in Jiangnan at this time had changed into six monsters.

Time flies, in the snowy season Zhao Zhijing came to this world of the eleventh Spring Festival just like this, get up early in the morning, the Quanzhen Sect swept away the sense of tranquility of the fairyland of the past, the many disciples up and down the Chongyang Palace, regardless of whether they are true biography or registered disciples, or those miscellaneous Taoist children and miscellaneous servants are full of joy, everyone made every effort to clean the entire Quanzhen Chongyang Palace, and hung a piece of peach wood with red cinnabar writing on the doors of the rooms, this is the peach charm.

Today's Quanzhen called a delicacy added up and down, naturally in the Spring Festival did not forget the dumplings, although the Quanzhen Sect is not like Buddhism does not stick to a little meat, naturally as a sect of cultivation, naturally advocate that the disciples eat fast and keep the precepts, then the dumplings on the day before the New Year are naturally vegetarian dumplings. Zhao Zhijing ate the dumplings of the New Year so delicious, and couldn't help but think that the chef in the rivers and lakes who taught Quanzhen to cook was not inferior to the imperial chef in the palace, it seems that this is the case!